The job was routine, the money fair. Then the company diverted you to answer a distress call from a ship that disappeared almost 80 years ago: a derelict carrying something bizarre, twisted, and alien
The mission was a manhunt, the objectives clear: track down four fugitives, recover any assets they may have made off with, and keep 'em all out of enemy hands. Go find them on a frozen moon.
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The mission was a manhunt, the objectives clear—track down four fugitives, recover any assets they may have made off with, and keep ‘em all out of enemy hands. Go find them on a frozen moon full of hostiles and get it done on the eve of war. Nothing you couldn’t handle.
The company found a new lifeform, and they want you to study it. Their offer's uncharacteristically generous: you catalog this organism, determine how they can use it, and bring it back.
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The company found a new lifeform, and they want you to study it. Their offer’s uncharacteristically generous—you catalog this organism, determine how they can use it, and bring it back so they can slap their patent on it. Fairly routine stuff. In exchange, they'll hook you up with a cushy corporate department head position, secure you a book deal, and make sure the institute of your choice gives you tenure. Did I mention the money? There’s a lot of it. Simple survey, sample, and analysis job. Seemed too good to be true.